Saturday, September 21, 2013

The Latest Talks!

I
and my friend went to a vegetable stall yesterday evening. We were sorting out
good tomatoes out of the bad ones when an infoscion came forward straight
towards the vendor. He critically looked at the different vegetables on
display, picked up an onion and called out,

“How
much is Onion today?”

“Rs.
80 per kg!” the vendor shot back.

Utterly
bewildered, he looked at the vendor and then at the sky. He sighed and let the
onion fall back in the sack from his hand.

My
friend and I looked at each other. We did a little discussion. Ok, we will put
one onion in the vegetable curry that we’ll prepare for our tiffin tomorrow.
Then in dinner again only one onion will do. And now for tonight, one onion is
sufficient as well…..

We
picked up three very, very small onions and dropped them all in the weighing
scale.

“Rs.
15madams!” the vendor barked.

Wow,
each onion of Rs. 5!It’s time to start maintaining piggy banks that would
collect 5 rupee coins only from now onwards.

A
group of middle aged women, collecting good looking muddy potatoes from a
nearby sack, looked up at the vendor in disgust and loudly started speaking to
each other.

“True!
Tomorrow we might have to open a new bank account for saving these costly
onions!

A
bike came zooming fast in between the potholes on the road and stopped in front
of the stall. Two young men got down and approached a small wooden box that
contained some apples and bananas for sale. One of them picked up an apple and
glared at his companion.

“This
is the last time Tendulkar will be playing in the T20! Mumbai Indians have got
to win this match at any cost!”

“Ok
baba, relax! They will win it of course. They have got Sachin after all! And so
the Royals don’t stand a chance!”

“But
look at their statistics so far! Whenever any important match happens, the Mumbai
team bows down under pressure!” he stated it while biting his fingernails
nervously.

When
we finished giving the vendor the required amount, we went towards our
building. On the way, there is a park and some benches outside. On one of these
benches sat 3 senior citizens talking animatedly to each other.

“That
Asaram Bapu! Chee-chee-chee! God knows where the country is leading to……”

“Everybody
wants to become PM nowadays! The hottest seat after KBC I think. I say forget
that Rahul Gandhi or Modi. Let us go and nominate ourselves as PM. Premji!
My vote will definitely go to you! You are our colony secretary and doing more
work than that Akhilesh Yadav!”

“Heard
of that Adarsh scam? Coming in news again! I say give death sentence to those
bloody hypocrites as well….”

“My
grandchild watches Big Boss! Even her mother! Both stay glued to television as
if that Salman Khan is some god….when should I watch my news channels?”